Act my age?
What the fuck is that, “act my age”?
What do I care how old I am?
The Ocean is old as fuck.
It will still drown your ass with vigor.
People seem to think embracing life means to jump off cliffs and kiss strangers. Maybe it’s just slowly learning to love yourself.
Sorry about all the spelling and grammar errors in my previous post.
It’s the frustrations typing hahaha
I am not going to appologise for sticking up for myself.
I’m 21 and a female working in Hospo. I work with middle eastern & eastern European men aged between 25 and 44, there are two 16 year old kiwi girls and a few kiwi guys my age. The girls get treated like absolute shit and get blamed for every possible situation even if we weren’t at work. Every-time I get blamed for one of their fuck ups or they say something sexist or rude towards me, I call them out on it, every-time I make sure they understand that I’m offended or it isn’t my fault or anything to do with me and every time they just lose their shit and tell me to learn my place and stop acting like a god..?
Am I wrong here?
I don’t want to be bullied, I don’t want to feel as if I’m just a piece of shit, I don’t appreciate the sexist comments, I don’t think I’m a god.. like where did that even come from?
-First Shift- They expected me to already know where the shed key was kept..?
-I asked where to find soap, paper towels and toilet rolls. manager loses his shit.. ‘Fucking ridiculously easy I could just do it’ was his reply-in front of other staff.
-They start talking to me then walk away while still talking and expect me to understand them, when I don’t they blame me for not listening. or they speak to me from across the room, I don’t hear them, apparently thats my fault..
-They expect me to reset their tables in their section before the dishes come out, but its their section…?
-Can’t do that because the chef loses his shit
-Foh staff don’t know how to spike dockets when they’ve finished the table, nor do they cross off each dish they take out
-kitchen staff ring the bell, expect me to take out food but don’t give me a docket..
-chef lost his nut at me for not knowing what a dish was.. on my second day
-The menus and dockets are in italian…
-Pizza chef forgot to put anchovies on pizza.. apparently that’s my fault .
-French waiter, we are at the pass I ask him the name of a dish.. he looks at me like I’m a spastic, so I re phrase, he takes the food out of my hand and walks away without telling me.
-Shed has no light so we have to use phone light, I told them i don’t carry a phone during shift, manager scoffed.. I told him that I think its unprofessional to have your fucking phone on you during shift.
-Manager doesn’t know what gypsy means and uses it in an entirely different context. like a ghoul or something? no just no.
it went on like that for a few days just last night it boiled over..
There was a massive function going on and dishes were being taken to seat numbers as per usual, somehow between two runners, two managers and six waiters dishes got taken to the wrong seats. The waiter on the section decided to lose his shit at me, couldn’t prove it was me doing it wrong, just decided that since I was in the vicinity he could abuse me.
I asked a runner if she was okay.. according to the manager thats unacceptable.. huge fight about it continued on to this morning.
-The usual sexist comments
-Last night gets brought up and three waiters decided to abuse me and basically take all their immature shitty frustrations out on me, it continued for 5 hours. I stood up for myself with every comment in an entirely professional manner but I was finding it incredibly hard to be professional through it all after the 5 hours at 1415 just before I signed off I called them both assholes and left without saying goodbye to anyone else. I heard them talking about how they’re going to speak to the manager about getting rid of me just before I left.
What do I do? Am I wrong? This is just a compacted version of everything.
I think that I’m probably the first ever female to stand up to them. But there has to be more to it?
For Fucks Sake!!!
It’s your section,
You put the food through,
You fucked it up,
You deal with it.
I’m not scared of the chefs, I just think you should take responsibility for your mistakes and deal with it rather than shoving it all on me.
if you ever feel unappreciated this Christmas i got my 17 year old brother the PS4 and he gave me a bag of pretzels